Duke of Grief

Looking at the deserted street not far away, the soldiers of the 2nd and 3rd Guards surrounded a house, and the officers ordered loudly that they wanted to hide in the house. Magic out.

The people around him have long been estranged. If Calvin was not an intelligence provider and had a certain strength, a powerful mage was required to sit on the scene, otherwise he could not stand here.

He watched coldly as the officers and soldiers kept approaching the house. In addition to this street, the street on the other side of the house had also been enclosed. The mind-slayer could not escape.

In front of him, there was a mage who monitored the fluctuation of the mind every ten feet or so.

If Destroyer is going to take action, it will inevitably take the lead in controlling the hearts of the soldiers and let them kill each other, so the precious battlefield mages will be sent here.

The imperial soldiers, like the traditional nobility, were very disgusted with the existence of mages and magic, but they also knew that it was impossible to have no mages at this time.

In the Ogden Empire, the mage is generally only used on the battlefield. Calvin was originally trained in this way. If it was not that he later showed his talent in'creation', he might now have to deal with these battlefield mages. Stand together.

"Damn monster, come out! If we come out now, we can spare you!"

A selected soldier shouted loudly at the house, venting his resentment to the'monster' hiding in that house.

As a matter of course, there is no response in the house, and the atmosphere seems to be frozen at this moment.

The two sides were stalemate, and the frightening demon did not dare to get out of the house, nor did the soldiers and officers dare to enter that house.

They knew very well that now they can threaten that monster because they have the advantage of numbers. Even the extraordinary can be killed by the army. As long as they are not legendary, no one dares to speak in front of the army. .

However, this stalemate has not been a solution.

Calvin saw the officers suddenly quarreled, and it seemed that he was about to select an officer to bring a team of soldiers into the house to fight the flayer.

This is the case in the Ogden Empire. No matter what scale of battle, an officer must be present. If the officer dies, the most senior soldier will take over and fight until the end.

Although this is only an assumption in the most ideal situation, this system also guarantees that the Imperial Army always maintains its combat effectiveness and vitality.

After arguing for a while, the candidate was finally decided.

The unlucky officer gave a sulky cry and turned back to call the battlefield mages. After all, it was difficult for them to deal with the flayer.

"I'll go!"

As soon as the officer's words fell, Calvin took the initiative to stand up, "I'm strong enough. In this case, don't consider my identity, consider my fighting power!"

The general who commanded this battle originally wanted to dissuade him. After hearing his powerful words, a little hesitation appeared on his face.

After a moment of consideration, he gritted his teeth and said to Calvin solemnly: "Minister George, please protect yourself!"

Calvin nodded slightly in the face, and raised his foot towards the "Death Squad."

The hapless officer who was pushed out watched Calvin walk over, slightly stunned, his lips twitching, hesitant to speak.

"Let's go!" Calvin said before the officer, looking at the house indifferently.

The officer sipped his lips and took a deep breath, then turned his head to the soldier under his command and ordered: "Go forward!"

The soldiers learned that they had acted in vain, and they all seemed reluctant. After all, no one liked to be pushed out as a hapless ghost at this time, but they could not violate the orders of their superiors and could only move forward.

Calvin's presence also made them feel a little relaxed, but not yet to the extent that they were relaxed, because then they will face a monster that can control the mind!

A tall soldier walked ahead, walked straight to the door, and kicked it.

With a bang, the wooden door was kicked open, and at the same time, a **** and rancid smell spewed out.

"Well!"

The tall soldier subconsciously raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, his face disgusted.

The soldiers standing behind him also smelled this smell, but they did not like the tall soldiers, but clenched the sword and shield in their hands.

The battlefield was in the house and the long swords could not be opened, so they replaced them with short swords and round shields.

The officer frowned, staring solemnly at the kicked door, except for the doorway where the sunlight was slanting, the rest of the place was dark.

"Go in!"

Hearing the order from behind, the tall soldier standing in front of the line hesitated for a moment, took the round shield hanging behind his waist with his left hand, bowed his waist, and walked carefully towards the house.

Calvin snapped his fingers, and a floating light spot appeared in front of him. He directed the light spot, and let the small light spot illuminate the interior of the house before the tall soldier entered the house.

Seeing this, the tall soldier froze for a moment and couldn't help but glance back, but the officer standing beside Calvin glared.

With his neck shrunk, the tall soldier looked back at the house and took his steps again, but this time his steps were firmer.

The tall soldier bowed his waist, or his head hit the door frame, but as soon as he stepped into the house, a smell came up, making him take a step back.

Seeing the soldiers stop, the officer asked impatiently: "What's the matter?"

"Dead..." The tall soldier answered truthfully.

"What are you afraid of—" The officer responded just halfway through the words.

Hasn't that house been unoccupied for a long time? Otherwise, the flayer will not hide!

According to the information, this is one of the monster's hiding places. Although the nobleman who helped it mix in the imperial capital can let it enter the imperial capital, it can't hide it in his own dwelling, otherwise it would be bad if the traces were found. .

He can accept it himself, but his servant is not. Once the servant frequently disappears, he will definitely be doubted.

So he set up several hiding places in the slums for the devil.

The presence of dead people here means that someone has discovered the trace of the demon?

Or... even in the Imperial City, the monster is still making sacrifices? !

The officer felt a blue muscle beating continuously on his forehead. He pulled the soldier standing in front of him, pulled out the short sword from his waist, and strode toward the house with a large stride.

Calvin followed quickly. After all, a fierce battle may erupt, and if he is not there, these soldiers are not opponents at all.

Following the officer's stoop into the house, as soon as he walked in, he saw the tall soldier standing aside in silence, the tall body blocking the light, his hands down, and no warning.

"Keep off!" The officer scolded, and walked over to push away the body of the tall soldier, and then followed him on the spot.

Calvin, who walked in behind the officer, also saw the scene in the house, his eyes shrank, and his breath subconsciously held.

The broken limbs and the broken arms are scattered around the same place as the furniture. The black and **** phalanx occupy most of the space of the whole house. Unknown words and runes fill every wall of the whole house.

The corpses were randomly piled on one side, and only the heads of twelve men and women were placed on the outer circle of the magic circle. The rancid and **** smell from UU reading www.uukanan.com was uploaded from these corpses.

Sight continued to wander around the house, Calvin found that the decay of the corpses was not the same, and the freshness of the blood was also different. It seemed that the demon was not killing so many people at the same time, but killing them one after another. ...Or to say, "torture to death"!

There are countless scars remaining on the corpse, and the dense scars are crying out the cruelty of the abuser.

In the black and red circle, there was a body lying quietly, whose head looked like an octopus...

It closed his eyes peacefully, his body in a black robe penetrated by a dagger, his hands crossed on his abdomen.

Obviously, it committed suicide, in stark contrast to the dead heads around it.

Looking at this scene, Calvin was horrified, and only felt a breath of coldness in his heart.

Among those classics, he clearly remembered that the words used to describe the demon were indeed'selfish and cruel'!